1742] To Horace Mann 277 to any of the honourable men at White's, he would think his honour engaged to pay it. There is nothing, sure, so whimsical as modern honour! You may debauch a woman upon a promise of marriage, and not marry her; you may ruin your tailor's or baker's family by not paying them ; you may make Mr. Mann maintain you for eighteen months, as a public minister, out of his own pocket, and still be a man of honour! But not to pay a common sharper, or not to murder a man that has trod upon your toe, is such a blot in your scutcheon, that you could never recover your honour, though you had in your veins all the blood of all the Howards I My love to Mr. Chute: tell him, as he looks on the east front of Houghton, to tap under the two windows in the left-hand wing, up stairs, close to the colonnade—there are Patapan and I, at this instant, writing to you; there we are almost every morning, or in the library; the evenings, we walk till dark; then Lady Mary, Miss Leneve, and I play at comet; the Earl, Mrs. Leneve15, and whoever is here, discourse : car telle est noire me! Adieu! 94. To HOEACE MANN. Houghton, Sept, 11, 1742. I COULD not write to you last week, for I was at Woolter-ton1, and in a course of visits, that took up my every moment. I received one from you there, of August 26th, but have had none at all this week. You know I am not prejudiced in favour of the country, nor like a place because it bears turnips well, or because you son of Sir Theodore Janssen, first Baronet; succeeded his brother (1765) as second Baronet. He was a notorious gambler, and as such is mentioned by Pope (Dunciad, iv. 826; Satires, vii. 88). is Mrs. Leneve afterwards resided •with Horace Walpole until her death. LETTER 94.—* The seat of Horatio Walpole, brother of Sir E. Walpole, near Norwich. Walpole.